The Passion of Casanova
Python #5

Sunlight refracted, rose to the top of the throne and illuminated the universe. However, the two people are still comfortable with their sleeping position by hugging each other without wearing clothes.

Feeling tired last night, making both of them want to continue to linger in bed. Zoya squirms, then dips her face in the chest of Ken's field, seeking warmth.

While the legs are already flanked by the feet of the man. Zoya is like a bolster that Ken always wants to hug, producing a sense of comfort until they want to continue like this, no matter their stomachs have been protesting to be filled.

No one dared to climb upstairs, let alone knock on that rectangular object. Everyone is busy with their respective work, and choose not to care about a pair of newlyweds who are still at home in the room.

Until the clock shows at 10 am, Zoya again wriggles, her eyes blink and vaguely see the shadow of Ken's handsome face.

Instantly his lips curved perfectly. She began to open her eyes, and quietly gave a brief kiss on her husband's lips.

He still did not expect, to marry this man. Men are famous as female players, and the most reliable in love affairs.

However, if she were to die and be revived, she would still choose Ken to be her husband, and the owner of this heart.

Ken closed his eyes. While Zoya is getting nosy, play Ken's lips using his finger. The girl enjoyed the face of Ken, a stern face with a charm so strong, that it made her captivated.

"Hubby, when are you gonna wake up?" ask Zoya still with her action disrupting Ken's sleep. Though he already knew, how savage the lion when his rest time was played.

Zoya chuckles to herself, she puts a wet kiss on Ken's lips, wanting to make the man open his eyes immediately.

It worked! Ken frowned, with a narrowed eyelid, adjusting the light entering his sense of sight.

Seeing that, Zoya gave a smile. "Good morning, Hubby. My husband, my heart, and my darling." Welcome the beautiful girl.

Ken curled his lips, forming a smile. "Morning, Baby. My wife, my life, my everything." Ken replies and kisses Zoya's lips.

For a moment the two men just threw each other a smile, until Ken again made a sound. "We sleep together, but we wake up three." He said, making Zoya raise both eyebrows.

"meaning?"

Ken chuckled, wanting Zoya to instantly understand, he grabbed the woman's hand, then pointed down there. Where is the python. "He's waking up." Whisper Ken.

However, this time Zoya was no longer angry. He crushed it until Ken sighed. "Come on, I'll help you get to bed." The reply was no less chuckling.

Making Ken feel very anxious, he bites Zoya's chin. "Gee, Baby. You're getting naughty, honey."

Ken uncovers the blanket, so he and Zoya can move around. He immediately restrains Zoya's body, then ambushes her two favorite mountains.

From last night he was again made mad by the touch of his wife. Their bodies, which cannot be fused, are no problem. Because in fact Ken can still spit out the lava.

"Hubby, slowly. No one will ask for it" Zoya reminded Ken, as the mature man played rough with his pink shoots.

It's nothing, last night the tiny thing was scuffed by Ken. He did not want to aggravate it with the man's savage bite.

Ken grinned thinly, then followed his wife's wishes. One mouth took a sip, while the other one brushed with spoiled.

Not even infrequently Ken's finger twirled the small circle, making Zoya moan. With a bubbling head.

While he half stood between Zoya's legs. He flanked the python in the middle of his wife's two mountains, and spat there.

In the next instant, Ken began to spur his body. Making a narrow crush of Zoya's two breasts, the more Ken close his hands the more his python sank.

"Aahhh, Baby," Ken groaned and bit his lower lip, not infrequently the mouth was gaping, enjoying the sensation of pleasure and heat simultaneously.

Ken always had a way to pamper his inheritance. Because the man's perverted brain has returned, he is no longer frustrated because the wife gets her period.

Zoya takes over Ken's job. Now he himself is flanking his two breasts. While Ken keeps moving his hips.

The atmosphere of the room began to heat up with Ken's groans that re-echoed. Even the sweat has poured out of the pores of his skin.

"How about this, Hubby? (What about this, honey?)" zoya asks while enjoying the sensual face of Ken, who is heading towards nirvana.

"It's not bad, honey. You can always spoil me. Ah, Babe.... Now!" ken screeched as he felt the wave almost come.

The man spurred on his body very quickly, he slightly pressed it until the liquid burst, and not a bit hit Zoya's face.

Ken's breath was puffing. He holds Zoya by the shoulder and still presses his weapon. So that it can come out perfectly.

After that, Ken rubbed Zoya's face and left a brief kiss there. "Thank you, Baby. And I love you."

"I love you more, Hubby."

Ken smelled a smile, then again clenched Zoya's lips. Everything that seems disgusting, we will no longer feel with the people we love. It's delightful.

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I am abis review, see your comments, many say visual neng joyaaa aging. Is it yes, huh?

I wanted to give you a picture of me who was two months old, but I was afraid of making it.

So visual neng joyaaa you in the shadow of each face aja dah🤧 so as not to be a problem.

TTD: Mother python 🐍

Daddy: I'm getting up🥱

Ngothor : There is no such thing as🙄